A Second Chance
Language: en
On the day of our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband’s ten-year long project—a time machine—was finally completed. He was going to take our son back to the past, to be reunited with his deceased first love. Before leaving, my son rolled his eyes at me: “You’re just a nanny, don’t hold up Dad from seeing Auntie Chloe!” My husband’s expression was cold: “Mia, I’ve already sold this house, you should move out as soon as possible.” I let out a cold laugh: “Don’t regret it.” Following them to the laboratory, at the very last second the machine booted up, I reached out my hand into the…